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I watched Lin Fengyi's lonely figure as he walked away, and thinking of the last words he left me, I could no longer hold back my tears. He said, "Chang Huan, I have never regretted anything!"
Lin Fengyi, I have never regretted either, but I can never forgive myself. I am a thief who stole my sister's lover, leading to her death. I am guilty beyond redemption; how can I deserve to be with such a wonderful man like you? How can I face the sister who treated me so well?
Lin Fengyi, how wonderful it would be if there were no one standing between us! I wouldn't have to struggle between loving you and feeling guilty, nor would I have to say so many insincere words to you while my heart aches.
Five days later, I returned from the hospital to Lin Fengyi's villa. I quickly packed my belongings, planning to go to England to continue my studies.
Elders say that those who die not from natural causes often cannot find peace; their souls linger in the place where they died as wandering spirits.
I have never believed in such legends, but now the only thing I can do for my sister is this.
I brought some paper money and food offerings and returned to Ai Tang Road, where the accident occurred. I poured out some wine as an offering to the spirits and burned the paper money for the King of Hell, hoping my sister could find peace and avoid suffering in her next life.
Just as I was about to head towards the ferry terminal, a car suddenly sped towards me, its engine roaring loudly. In an instant, images of my sister being hit flashed through my mind. My body froze in place, paralyzed by fear.
At that moment, someone suddenly grabbed my arm, causing me to stumble and fall onto a stone platform by the roadside. The car screeched to a halt, but it was too late. I watched helplessly as the love of my life was struck and thrown into the air before crashing down. Blood spread rapidly on the ground, pooling at my feet.
"Fengyi!" I heard myself scream his name with an unbearable anguish that felt foreign to me—sharp and desperate.
I rushed forward and embraced him tightly, disregarding the blood covering him. With all my strength, I held onto him as if that could keep his life from slipping away.
"Chang Huan," he gasped. "The servants called me and said you packed your things and were going to England. I was afraid I'd be too late; I was afraid I'd never see you again. Luckily... luckily, I made it!"
At this moment, he was still smiling at me. His eyes, once brighter than the sun, were now fixed on me, gradually dimming, losing their brilliance.
“Fengyi! Fengyi!” I shouted his name loudly, my voice hoarse. Yet he lay motionless in my arms, like a sleeping infant, so serene and quiet. But this silence filled me with an overwhelming sense of fear and despair.
Was heaven punishing me for my selfishness? In the same place, in the same way, I lost two of the most important people in my life. How I wished to leave this world with them, but my life was given to me by Fengyi; I had no right to end it.
A few days later, someone from the police station called me, saying that the driver responsible for the accident had turned himself in and asked me to come by.
When I arrived at the police station, I saw Cheng Ruoyao being led away in handcuffs. Her gaze towards me was filled with increasing resentment. “Zhen Changhuan, what is it about you that makes you better than me? At first, Fengyi married me for you; now he wants to divorce me for you. He never cared about my feelings. Zhen Changhuan, why is it that the one who died isn’t you but Fengyi?”
Cheng Ruoyao's emotions escalated as she shouted loudly. Several officers had to rush to take her away, her voice fading as she disappeared down the corridor.
That day, I visited the graves of my sister and Fengyi to pay my respects. Looking at the two smiling faces in the photographs, tears streamed down my face. It turned out that due to the cycle of karma, none of us ever attained true happiness.
Man Li was my sister's stage name; her real name was Chang'an, Zhen Chang'an. Yet in this life, peace eluded her. My name was given by my father—Chang Huan—meaning everlasting joy. Unfortunately, throughout my life, joy would be hard to come by!
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